Em The mongrel cat came home Holding half a head Proceeded to show it off To all his newfound friends He said, I been where I liked I slept with who I like She ate me up for breakfast She screwed me in a vice But now Chorus: C I don't know why I Em Feel so tongue tied C I sat in the cupboard And wrote it down in neat Em They were cheering and waving, cheering and waving Twitching and salivating like with myxomatosis C But it got edited, fucked up Strangled, beaten up Em Used in a photo in Time magazine Buried in a burning black hole in Devon Chorus: I don't know why I Feel so tongue tied Don't know why I Feel so skinned alive My thoughts are misguided and a little naΓ―ve I twitch and I salivate like with myxomatosis You should put me in a home or you should put me down I got myxomatosis, I got myxomatosis Yeah, no one likes a smartass, but we all like stars Wait, that wasn't my intention, I did it for a reason It must have got mixed up, strangled, beaten up I got myxomatosis, I got myxomatosis Chorus: I don't know why I Feel so tongue tied | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC Em |